Chapter 145 Creature Comforts

• “Are you running from me?” She called after his retreating back. Laughing loudly in an exaggerated mimic of how he often laughed at her when she fled their discussions.
• Halfway across the room he rounded. “Fine, Elsabet. Women do fall at my feet. They do beg for my attention. But I want the one woman in all of Ardae who isn’t falling at my feet. I do everything I can to get closer to you. Yet you won’t give me an inch. Of course, your constant anger, your fear, your endless rage cannot hurt me.”
• She straightened.